Dream Turtles

Morning Meds; 5 13 19

It is so much fun when you get a physical confirmation from the other side.

Dream…

First of all, I was starting a new job and I was asking who was in charge so I could get started.

(I don’t think it represents a new physical job. It’s the hope of being of some spiritual use to others.)

Part of the dream was that all the empty shelves I’ve had in other dreams over the last couple years were now all full, that was nice.

Next, I was at a dead-end road or short driveway, and I was kneeling down by a drainpipe.

In front of me was a forest scene, but I knew I was in the city.

(Nature scenes are always symbolic of spiritual for me)

I turned around to leave and as I was entering the street, I saw two small turtles in a small puddle.

They were eastern box turtles but there wasn’t much orange on the nose and head.

One of the turtles was completely out of its shell, but was in fine shape just crawling around, the other one was still in its shell.

I picked up the empty shell and peeked inside of it out of curiosity because I knew even in the dream that it wasn’t possible.

I set the shell down and woke up….

I interpreted the dream as the aspect of me who believes that most of our outside stuff is just a facade, and our true divine nature is fully intact within us.

It is always good to look in on yourself.

The two turtles were necessary to symbolize the contrast of the two views.

So, this morning, the 13th, after I did my morning meditation.

I Look out at the rain and think, “It might be fun to run in the rain.”

Not a normal thought.

I took off on my usual route of about three miles and by then the rain had stopped.

I get to my turn around spot, a place called Corby Pond and there in the road are two eastern box turtles crossing the road.

I have never seen any on the road before.

Thank goodness they were both in their shells.

I didn’t want them to get de-shelled by a passing car, so I stopped, picked up the first and walked it to the dead-end driveway, knelt down and slid the turtle down the place where the water from the road drains back into the pond.

The forest across from the pond was in front of me just like the dream.

I did the same with the other turtle.

I bet they are both still pissed off, they may have spent half the morning hurrying to beat the traffic across the road and I came along and screwed it up.

The point is, how wonderful is the love from the spiritual side that it would give me a dream that I thought was awesome, plus drop the notion into my head that it might be fun to run in the rain and then convince two turtles to cross my path at just the right time so I could get what I take as a confirmation that I am on the right track.

Cool stuff.

We have a universe of love within us, wanting to help us at all times.